"Have you paid for it? Let's go, let's go home. ”

Cheng Jingyang smiled at Bai Su and walked over to take her hand. Although Bai Su was worried about his wounds, he couldn't really check them carefully in public, so he obediently followed him out of the restaurant.

"Shall we take a taxi to the hospital?"

As soon as he left the restaurant, Bai Su took his elbow and looked at it for a long time. When she saw such a long scar on her index finger, her heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle, and it hurt so tightly that her eyes were sour.

"Minor injury, it's fine." Cheng Jingyang rubbed her head with his left hand, "There are bandages and potions at home, you can go back and help me apply some." ”

"How can you just apply potion to such a long wound?" Bai Su's voice choked up when he spoke, "Let's go to the hospital to have a look, if it's okay, let's go home and apply the potion, okay?" ”

"You care about me, huh?" Cheng Jingyang suddenly smiled, "It's okay, I still don't know my own body?" If you think that it is not okay to just apply the potion and wrap the strap, you will definitely not hurt after wrapping the kiss. ”

"Cheng Jingyang!" Bai Su was about to cry angrily from him, "I'm really worried about you, don't joke with me anymore!" ”

Seeing that she was really about to cry, Cheng Jingyang directly reached out and pressed her head on his chest.

"Little fool, I'm really fine. I've been practicing this since I was a kid, and torn ligaments are trivial. This kind of wound has been more than before, just apply some potion. ”

She lay on his chest, crying, and asked in a low voice, "Am I particularly brainless enough to cause you to suffer so much in vain?" ”

"Huh?"

"I should have run straight after the fight, and I was still there to reason with him. What reason did I say to Han Pi, he has no brains and no conscience. ”

Cheng Jingyang thought that she regretted slapping Si Lan twice, but she didn't expect that as she spoke, she regretted that she didn't run away immediately after the fight.

He was amused by her, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

"Let's stop the ink, you have an elbow injury, don't go back to driving. We'll take a taxi back to your house and I'll help you with your wounds. ”

From the place where dinner was held, the taxi drove for more than two hours. It was already more than eleven o'clock in the evening when he got home, and Cheng Jingyang opened the door directly and went in, without alarming Lin Yuan and Cheng Yan.

As soon as he entered, he proposed, "No one helped you clean up your room today, and you slept with me?" ”

"For your sake, I reluctantly agree." Bai Su's eyes did not leave his wound for a moment, and seeing that there was faint blood on his head, she hurriedly grabbed his elbow and carried it carefully, all the way up to his room.

"Where's the medicine box?"

"I'm on my bedside table."

"There's no bandage here, huh?"

"Do you see what's in the drawer under my desk? No, it's in the bedside table on the other side. ”

Under the command of Cheng Jingyang, Bai Su finally found all the potions and bandages. She lined up the things she needed on the bedside table, looked up to say something to Cheng Jingyang, but saw him smirking at her, and when she found out, she put away her smile and coughed lightly.

"I'll disinfect you with alcohol first, you can endure a little pain." She picked up a cotton swab and dipped it in alcohol, and just touched the edge of Cheng Jingyang's wound, the latter "hissed", and her eyebrows and nose were wrinkled together. Take a hundred plating, and read the latest chapter of "Is Cheng Zhinan Dead Today" for the first time.